"Fan Kang and Tang Qing were both robbed by Xuan Gu. They did not receive a single scrap of the benefits Xuan Gu promised them, and the several million high-grade spirit stones invested in refining the corpse were all lost as well. Truly, they lost both the wife and the troops." Song Wen spoke with mocking contempt.
Wang Qiuyue's gaze sharpened, her expression grave.
"Extreme Yin, this is no trifling matter. You must not spout nonsense. You have had grievances with Fan Kang in the past—do not slander him merely to seek revenge."
"Hehe." Song Wen chuckled softly. "Fellow Daoist Wang, whether this matter is true or false, with your sect's methods, I presume it will be easy to investigate it thoroughly."
Wang Qiuyue abruptly rose to her feet.
"Very well. I will report this to the sect as soon as possible. If it proves true, there will certainly be a generous reward."
With that, Wang Qiuyue turned and walked out of the private room.
After settling the bill, Song Wen also left the restaurant. Only after purchasing a large quantity of demon beast souls in the city did he return to Cloud Creek Valley.
Over the next fourteen years, Song Wen spent most of his time in his cave dwelling refining substitute-death puppets and devouring demon souls to produce Soul Source Essence for Shadow Void.
The journey to the Western Rong Continent was fraught with danger. Since Song Wen's own strength was difficult to improve significantly in a short time, he could only raise Shadow Void's strength instead.
For this, Song Wen spared no expense.
Fed with an immense quantity of demon souls worth more than three million high-grade spirit stones, Shadow Void's realm successfully broke through to the peak of the seventh rank.
Of this enormous sum of